We're at the Austin Nature Center for a Halloween bash. Ike is dressed as a dragon. He forgot to wear underwear. And he just informed me there's a hole by his peepee. Could be an interesting night.
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Note that the Tooth Fairy (aka Shep) wrote tonight:
Dear Eva,
I do exist, except the Tooth Fairy Queen won’t let me give you proof because remember about that boy who went to Fairy Land? And made a lot of mischief? That’s the reason. Sorry, I can’t show you any proof. But please believe in me.
Sincerely,
The Tooth Fairy
Monday, September 3, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Email from Mimi
Things Ike said when we were in Mexico:
That "a man is going to put new things in my house."
You are going to live "for 10 weeks" in Austin. Glad it's only a temporary stay! I had no idea!
He has three grandmothers, "Gigi, Great-grandmother and Mimi."
Great-grandmother is "in Heaven with Jesus."
I teased him about his boiled eggs that they were dinosaur eggs, dog eggs, etc. He frowned and told me that "No! Birds have eggs! NOT ANIMALS!"
He has been funny and enjoys a laugh when I tease him and has been a very sweet kid.
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Raining
again - but Steph. had told me that Meyer Branch Library was having
story time at 1:30 and that there was going to be a juggler! So Dad and I
took Ike and met her and the juggler looked a bit like Dick Van Dyke
(about aged 50+) and used to work in Vegas and at first I thought....Ooooooooooooooooooo o....he wore a jester's hat and shirt and made a lot of crazy faces right off the bat. Kind of you know...creepy.
But he got better and better as time went on and
actually rode on a unicycle and THEN actually balanced it ON HIS CHIN
while juggling three of those longish juggling things! He did a magic
trick with scarves and had all these little kids hootin' and hollarin'!
Ike was amazed! Hattie, Ike and Mary Ellen all got to do something and
virtually all of the kids old enough at least tossed him a cloth ball to
juggle or something. Ike tossed him a scarf back. It was really quite a
show!
Later I took Ike to the mall and he was not at all interested in
the play area. Too many kids, too big and noisy and all of that. So we
had lunch and watched the ice skaters (Memorial City Mall) and on the
way home he said such a funny thing.
"Bicycles don't have ONE wheel! They have TWO wheels!" He had been mulling that over for hours.
He said that his Mom and Dad and siblings could all ice skate. "But not Gigi or Mimi. They would fall down."
He has appreciated his daily gifts and actually I just remembered to give him the Wednesday one. I will do that in a while.
"I wish we were rich."
"I wish birds didn't poop. They poop on cars and on windows! Eeeewweeee.......!"
~~~
Maggie
learned that her sister (who had traveled to Mexico on a different
plane than her) was able to watch movies on personalized mini-monitors
on the seat back in front of her seat.
Maggie was AMAZED at this and wanted learn more.
Maggie (eyes wide in amazement): What sort of movies did you watch? Were they wrestling movies? Jesus movies?
Yep, those would be the first two movie genres that would pop in my heads too. "Wrestling" movies and "Jesus" movies.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Eva Rose: So...how does the baby come out of the mommy?
Me: It comes out of the mommy's vagina.
Eva Rose: What's that?
Me: A hole down there.
Eva Rose: A hole down where?
Me: Down here.
Eva Rose: (startled) OOhhh. How big is the va...gina?
Shep (walking in): It's bigger than Texas.
Me: What??
Shep: Yeah. It's bigger than Texas. China is WAY bigger than Texas.
Me: It comes out of the mommy's vagina.
Eva Rose: What's that?
Me: A hole down there.
Eva Rose: A hole down where?
Me: Down here.
Eva Rose: (startled) OOhhh. How big is the va...gina?
Shep (walking in): It's bigger than Texas.
Me: What??
Shep: Yeah. It's bigger than Texas. China is WAY bigger than Texas.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
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All the kids have been very inquisitive lately about the nature of salvation and how God saves us. I've been trying to explain that it's all God, nothing on our part. That God does everything because we can do nothing. That because Christ has done everything, we don't have to do anything. This morning God gave me a great illustration to use that involved an incident with Ike. I had a conversation over breakfast with Reece that went like this:
Me: Remember when Ike was here and fell into the pool on accident?
R: Oh yeah! Hahahahaha. Mrs. Dollahon totally freaked out and dived in to save him.
Me: Did she wait for Ike to cry out "Come help me! Save me! I can't swim"?
R: No she just jumped in with her clothes on.
Me: Did she say to Ike: Swim to the edge and I'll pull you out?
R: No she threw off her glasses and dived in. She dived head first! She could've cracked her head on the bottom of the pool.
Me: So she didn't say "Hey Ike, grab onto this pole and I'll pull you to safety?"
R: Noooooo! She didn't say anything. She just jumped in.
Me: That's right. She jumped in to save Ike even before he realized he was drowning. What did Jesus do for you?
R: He dived right in to save me before I even called for help.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Monday, October 31, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Eva Rose, 33 months old
I just found this picture that she drew on June 11, 2007.
She dictated a story to me to go along with it:
He's a bad boy. His name is Bad.
He's gonna hurt the bad boys.
He's bad cause he don't obey God.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Lessons in holiness
As Eva Rose barks off catechicsm questions to her little sister in the morning (one of their chores) she has all the charm and grace of a German SS field marshall giving a severe tongue lashing to a fresh recuit... "HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU HAVE A SOUL? MAGGIE?! MAGGIE! IT'Z. BECAUSE. DER. BIBLE. TELLS. US. SO!"
This morning:
Eva Rose: "What does it mean that God is spirit, Maggie?"
Maggie: "It means He fits in an inbisible box."
-WD
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Eva Rose, giggling, just handed me a picture she drew: Deadly Dora holding a knife, stabbing Boots. I was very concerned till she said Shep told her to draw it. Oh, okay then. And that's the difference between boys and girls. Girls do that, you call a psychologist. Boys do that, you just roll your eyes.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Shep in Sunday School
From: Joshua Stone
Date: Sunday, May 29, 2011
Subject:
To: Mark Johnson , Walker Dollahon
Cc: Sean Dollahon , Phil Taddei , Chad Wilson , Eduardo Cardenas , Lance Orton
To be precise, the question asked by my teaching colleague was "What
are some skills you are learning right now?"
After his classmates said "fractions!" and "cleaning my room!" and
"spanish!" Shep hollered out, fast, almost garbled, "Cleaning my
penis!"
As I said, it took me a moment to process what I'd heard. But I knew
I heard "penis," so I stood up and said in a pretty regular voice,
"Shep, come with me."
Outside the classroom door:
Josh: Shep, what did I heard you say just now?
Shep [wearing a faint grin, studying my face]: Cleaning my penis.
[laughter laughter]
Josh: Shep, you know you can talk about that with your Mom and Dad,
right? In your family, yeah? [nodding his head, grin flashing on and
off] But you can't say it in class like that. [at this his grin got a
bit more clearly defined. He relished the thought of his joke,
clearly, so I dropped my hammer, and slightly my tone of voice] It
was wrong. I have to tell your Mom and Dad what you've said.
Shep [grin faded out, replaced by fear and faint trembling of voice,
also raised up an octave--like a little boy soprano tremulando]:
Nooo! Don't tell my parents! Puhleeeeeze...
Josh: Yep.
Shep: [more sadly yet] ...nooooooooo! Please nooooooo!
Josh: Don't worry, Shep, its for your good [I actually said that].
Your Daddy loves you, and I know your Daddy and I love him, so I know
he'll want to know about this, because he loves you. See? You got
nothing to worry about. Make sense?
Shep: [blinks]
Josh: Ok, good. Lets go back into class.
We walk back in the room and pass by Hampton Pillsbury. In my memory,
now, he's leaning back in his chair, with his feet up on the table.
He sticks his hand up to Shep for a high five and says, "Nice one
man!" then jerks his thumb to the marker board, where Jen Needham, the
other teacher, had written "PERSONAL HYGIENE."
Date: Sunday, May 29, 2011
Subject:
To: Mark Johnson , Walker Dollahon
Cc: Sean Dollahon , Phil Taddei , Chad Wilson , Eduardo Cardenas , Lance Orton
To be precise, the question asked by my teaching colleague was "What
are some skills you are learning right now?"
After his classmates said "fractions!" and "cleaning my room!" and
"spanish!" Shep hollered out, fast, almost garbled, "Cleaning my
penis!"
As I said, it took me a moment to process what I'd heard. But I knew
I heard "penis," so I stood up and said in a pretty regular voice,
"Shep, come with me."
Outside the classroom door:
Josh: Shep, what did I heard you say just now?
Shep [wearing a faint grin, studying my face]: Cleaning my penis.
[laughter laughter]
Josh: Shep, you know you can talk about that with your Mom and Dad,
right? In your family, yeah? [nodding his head, grin flashing on and
off] But you can't say it in class like that. [at this his grin got a
bit more clearly defined. He relished the thought of his joke,
clearly, so I dropped my hammer, and slightly my tone of voice] It
was wrong. I have to tell your Mom and Dad what you've said.
Shep [grin faded out, replaced by fear and faint trembling of voice,
also raised up an octave--like a little boy soprano tremulando]:
Nooo! Don't tell my parents! Puhleeeeeze...
Josh: Yep.
Shep: [more sadly yet] ...nooooooooo! Please nooooooo!
Josh: Don't worry, Shep, its for your good [I actually said that].
Your Daddy loves you, and I know your Daddy and I love him, so I know
he'll want to know about this, because he loves you. See? You got
nothing to worry about. Make sense?
Shep: [blinks]
Josh: Ok, good. Lets go back into class.
We walk back in the room and pass by Hampton Pillsbury. In my memory,
now, he's leaning back in his chair, with his feet up on the table.
He sticks his hand up to Shep for a high five and says, "Nice one
man!" then jerks his thumb to the marker board, where Jen Needham, the
other teacher, had written "PERSONAL HYGIENE."
Monday, May 16, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
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